The first and oldest daughter of our friends Kelly and Ethan celebrates her fifth birthday. Tonight will be a big celebration with the parents. We sent Evie (her actual name) a card but it was no ordinary card, it’s a pseudo-interactive card. Music/Speaking cards are cool yet they’re one-trick ponies. Somara found a card with a Jazz troupe playing a groove with five buttons to carry out solos: guitar, bass, scatting/vocals, drums and trumpet. Thus, it’s part card and part toy!
I’m more excited about the cooler gift we bought Evie for Christmas.
Anyway, she is definitely her father’s kid. A couple years ago the three of us went to dinner. Before the festivities started, we met up in a parking lot with Tom and Alaire, Ethan’s parents/Evie’s grandparents. Ethan had to talk to his parents separately, leaving me with Evie. I decided to strike up a conversation with the young lady to pass the time.
Me: So Evie, how’s it going? Did you have fun with your grandparents?
Little e: (sarcasm) Steve. It’s just dinner.
I should’ve checked for cameras to make sure I wasn’t trapped in a typical SitCom, you know the kind, the one in which children are smarter than adults and make zingers.
Happy Birthday kiddo! Hope to see you in Austin later this year, I owe you a comedic moment back.